S.C. Gwynne Quotes
He Found The General Seated On A Log, Quite Motionless, With His Eyes Closed. His Cap, As Usual, Was Pulled Down To His Nose. Hampton Gave Jackson His Report And Volunteered To Lead An Advance Over His New Bridge. To Hampton's Complete Amazement, The General Did Not Speak, Nor Did He Even Move. He "sat In Silence For Some Time, Then Rose And Walked Off In Silence." Jackson Later Was Found Prostrate And Asleep Underneath A Tree, In Spite Of The Daylong Artillery Battle That Was Screaming Overhead. He Seemed Almost Perfectly Passive. When Longstreet Sent An Aide To Him Asking For His Help, Jackson Replied That He Could Do Nothing. He Later Fell Into Such A Deep Sleep That His Aides Had Trouble Waking Him. He Fell Asleep At Dinner With A Biscuit Between His Teeth. When He Was Awakened, He Suddenly Seemed To Come To His Senses, Saying, "Now, Gentlemen, Let Us At Once To Bed, And Rise With The Dawn, And See If Tomorrow We Cannot Do Something.
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